Practically tossed from the horse, Ash landed right by Matteo. The warrior was indeed strong to be able to pick her up like she was nothing. But tossing her onto the thief was dangerous. In fact, where it not for the fact she had to protect her bow from the fall, she would have struck him in a sensitive area. Thankfully, she didn't and simply continued to roll on the ground. Not any more worse for wear than she was before, she rose to her feet. After all, a frozen soldier was a dead one. Soon to be, anyways.

[b]"Get Muu!"[/b] She commanded Matteo. She would take over the job of protecting the healer, since Matteo so obviously wasn't good at it. Her hand slapped his back in an effort to shock him out of whatever stupor he would be in and she pointed out the direction in which Muu had fallen.

She dashed towards the dislodged lance buried in the tall grass. She had a pretty good idea where it landed. If even Ettamri's power couldn't pierce through the dirt and slime armour, who would be able to say that the frog's power couldn't? It was a risky idea. A bad one. But it was better than doing nothing. First, get the lance. Then, protect the healer. If she had been faster than a horse, she would have been able to help protect the healer. She couldn't, though. She was only human.